"What speed!" Yan Dongxu exclaimed as he sat on the toilet.
Uncle De's strength was too terrifying. Killing was as easy for him as drinking water, giving his opponents no chance to react.
But two people had died in quick succession now. The remaining three were on high alert.
Yan Dongxu saw that the dead men were wearing Bluetooth headsets. Someone kept asking what was going on through them.
Of course, the dead would not respond.
Whoosh!
Like a ghost, Uncle De flashed behind another man in a few blinks.
Bang!
His seemingly frail palm was as hard as iron, crushing the man's skull with a simple exertion of force.
The man fell straight to the ground without even a twitch, dead on the spot.
Watching through his spatial ability, Yan Dongxu felt a chill down his spine.
The pride he'd felt upon first awakening his powers was shattered in an instant.
He wondered - if Uncle De wanted to hunt him down, could he get away?
He didn't have the confidence.
He was afraid he wouldn't be able to react in time.
No matter how quick his reactions, they couldn't outpace a bullet if someone sniped him.
This was definitely a problem!
As Yan Dongxu watched Uncle De hunt, he racked his brains for a solution.
Soon, he thought - if he used the spatial wall's principles to coagulate a layer of spatial membrane around himself for defense, wouldn't that make him impervious to blades and bullets?
He tried it, and found it very difficult to achieve, though not impossible.
He would need absolute mastery over spatial forces, like it was an extension of his own body.
Otherwise, it would be like squeezing himself into a custom-fitted mold, unable to even lift his arms.
A completely skin-tight shield was beyond him for now, but coagulating a glass case-like spatial barrier around himself posed no issues.
It would serve the same purpose for the time being.
Bang!
After Uncle De beheaded the fourth man with a knifehand strike, he flashed in front of the fifth.
This time, Uncle De didn't ambush him. Instead, he said: "Tell me Zhou Liao's location, and I'll spare you."
"Hmm? De Zan? You're actually here!"
Instead of cowering at Uncle De's threat, the man removed his mask, revealing his looks.
"It's you! Ji Tong the Iron Sparrow!!!"
Uncle De's gaze turned icy cold. His voice was thick with killing intent.
The reason he hadn't ambushed this man was because he gave off a very dangerous vibe.
"Surprised? Didn't expect to see me here, did you? Your son kept calling your name before he died."
"Let me think... which blade did I stick through your son's heart again?"
Whoosh!
As his voice fell, countless blades flew out from Ji Tong's sleeves, fanning out behind him like a peacock's tail, an astonishing sight.
Buzz!
A flying blade floated between Ji Tong's fingers.
He lightly licked the edge, a look of ecstasy on his face.
"Mmm... I can still taste your son's blood on it."
Uncle De's eyes widened in rage, the veins on his neck bulging as he gnashed his teeth. "You're asking for death!!!"
Uncle De lost control. A black ghost blade appeared in his hand as he charged straight at Ji Tong.
At the same time, the blades behind Ji Tong scattered like flower petals falling from the heavens.
They sealed off all of Uncle De's attack routes.
"Heh heh heh, I know you're fast, but my ability counters you completely. Give up. My target today isn't you. Can't be bothered to tangle with you." Ji Tong said nonchalantly, completely unafraid of Uncle De's attack.
He strolled leisurely as sparks flew around him from the intense clashes between his and Uncle De's blades.
"Old geezer, you're past your prime. Gotta learn to age gracefully." With a wave of his arm, Ji Tong sent blades raining down on Uncle De like a storm.
"Crap!"
Inside the restroom, Yan Dongxu cried out. Uncle De was completely surrounded.
Ji Tong was too crafty, subtly sealing off Uncle De's escape routes to force him into the trajectories of the blades.
Boom!
Uncle De punched out from afar, his fist intent transforming into surging gale that smashed heavily into the oncoming blades.
The blades struggled against the gale for a few seconds before being blasted back, forced into retreat.
"So powerful!" Yan Dongxu's eyes lit up. As expected of a master, Uncle De could still turn danger into safety like this.
"Yan Dongxu, you've been in the restroom so long? The food's going cold. What are you up to in there? Bleeding hemorrhoids?" Zhao Qingqing yelled impatiently from outside.
"Coming, coming! Upset stomach." Yan Dongxu opened the door and came out.
He thought - couldn't she let him watch through the critical moment?
Back at the table, Yan Dongxu wolfed down the food, hoping to finish quickly so he could give the deadly battle outside his undivided attention.
At key moments, he could still help Uncle De.
"Yan Dongxu! There's no need to inhale your food just because you pooped. You're swallowing without even tasting! At least chew!"
Zhao Qingqing was speechless with annoyance. She had tried to create a romantic atmosphere.
Yan Dongxu smiled awkwardly, insisting he was just too hungry.
He was dying to tell her - your Uncle De's about to kick the bucket. If I don't go help soon, you'll be attending his funeral tomorrow. No time for romance!
Zhao Qingqing gave up on scolding him and ate her own food in irritated nibbles.
Yan Dongxu stuffed his mouth full, leaning back in his chair as he focused completely outside.
Whoosh!
Ji Tong changed tactics. No longer defending, he took the initiative to attack.
Hundreds of blades shot at Uncle De like machine gun fire.
Yan Dongxu cried out in his mind. This was the end. No escaping this!
Uncle De grunted, using his qi to protect his body.
He disrupted the trajectories of the blades and made a break for it.
Ji Tong was right, this was a natural counter.
Despite his skills, Uncle De was rendered useless like this.
Frustrated, Uncle De also understood now how his son and successor had been killed.
Being so passive today was also because he hadn't prepared adequately.
He hadn't expected Death Coffin to send one of their Ten Generals, Ji Tong the Iron Sparrow, just to deal with Yan Dongxu.
Ji Tong was a senior esper, possessing powerful telekinesis that ranked him 4th among the Ten Generals.
"Damn it!" Uncle De retreated while calling Zhao Qingqing.
After Zhao Qingqing answered amidst her meal with Yan Dongxu, she heard Uncle De's urgent voice: "Leave there quickly, go alone, don't stay with Yan Dongxu. Right now, immediately!"
"Uh... okay..." Zhao Qingqing's expression darkened as she hung up.
She was extremely conflicted on whether to leave Yan Dongxu alone.
She understood why Uncle De said that - it meant Yan Dongxu was in mortal danger that even Uncle De couldn't stop.
"I... I have something urgent, need to... " Zhao Qingqing trailed off, unable to continue. Because leaving now could mean forever.
"Huh? If you've got something urgent, go ahead. Don't delay your matters."
Yan Dongxu's mouth was still full of half-chewed food as he mumbled.
"I..." Zhao Qingqing clenched her fists and steeled herself. Grabbing Yan Dongxu's wrist, she said: "Come with me, quick! It's dangerous!"
The corners of Yan Dongxu's mouth quirked up slightly. He thought - the girl still had some conscience after all.
"What danger? No need to go."
Yan Dongxu reassured her, thinking - time for me to make my move!!!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
